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Post by XerBlade on Nov 17, 2004 15:33:57 GMT -5
Uh, you're gigantified cat is really weirding me out. *hides in teh closet*
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 15:41:53 GMT -5
Well, since you asked for it, here is my Gren Essay that I need to turn in: Let me see, how was I first introduced to Gren? Hmm, I guess it’d hafta start with that I had heard of so many people who had seen (and raved) about teh anime, Cowboy Bebop. So, being curious, I decided to check it out and see what all teh fuss was about. I liked it. Really liked it. Then, I saw “Jupiter Jazz” for teh first time. I guess you could say, I was drawn to teh character of Gren. His tragic plight, his betrayal, and then, ultimately, his death. When teh second showing of CB came around, I made particular sure to pay attention to JJ as I saw it again. And then eventually again. As for his strengths, I’d say teh one he has teh most would be compassion. After all, he did save Faye from those goons. He could have hurt her if he wanted to, especially after she found out his secret, but he didn’t. In fact, he told her his story. He must have seen something in Faye that compelled him to be able to trust her with his secret, and she, in turn, was forever touched by it. Does he grow throughout teh two episodes he’s in? I think so. Especially at teh end. At first, teh only thing on his mind was revenge against Vicious who wronged him. I suppose you’ll need a little background then, eh? It seems, Vicious and Gren fought together in teh war on Titan, one of teh moons of Jupiter. Once, between battles, Gren heard music. Being teh musician he is, he was curious and went to investigate. Turns out, it was coming from a music box owned by Vicious. Gren commented that he liked teh tune and asked if he could play it on his saxophone when he got back home. Vicious’ only reply was to give him teh music box. Gren tries to start a conversation with Vicious, only to have a knife come at him in response. Turns out, Vicious saw a scorpion about to strike and he killed it. Afterwards, it turned out Vicious framed Gren and then testified against him when on trial. Gren was convicted and thrown in jail. During his imprisonment, he (along with others) was given drug therapy as a test. This caused a unique side effect. His hormones went outta whack and he grew breasts. He eventually escaped and therefore had a bounty placed on him. He tried to get on with his life by living on Callisto and playing his sax at teh Blue Crow. This is when he runs into Faye, who’s left teh Bebop in self-pity. She touches him in a way that no other woman (except for Julia as we find out later) has. I think he sees teh same loneliness in Faye that he sees in himself. Vicious is another matter entirely. At first, he sees a loner and figures he’d get to know him a little. Reach out. Maybe he had a bit of a crush? He’s compelled mostly by teh music he hears coming from Vicious’ music box. Only later, does that association turn ugly. He feels bitterness and betrayal towards Vicious who turned on him and sent him into a life of torment. Which is why I feel he set Vicious up. A bit of retribution on his part. Retribution to teh man who he feels is responsible for how he came to be who he is now. He wants answers. As to why Vicious saved him from teh scorpion only to betray him later. He sets up a drop for Red Eye so he can maybe find some answers. Spike, who has some questions for Vicious of his own, interrupts their exchange. Vicious escapes in a hail of gunfire. Gren tries to follow, only to crash his craft after getting hit. Gren set an explosive (in teh music box) in teh supply of Red Eye to try and take out Vicious, only to have teh craft he was escaping in suffer minor damage. After Gren crashes, Spike goes over to try to help, only to find there isn’t any to give. Gren speaks to Spike, regaling what Julia told him about Spike and his two different colored eyes. Gren then asks Spike to put him back in his craft and tow him over Titan, where he feels he should have died in teh first place, along with his comrades from teh War on Titan. Spike does so. Why do I like Gren so much? I guess I’m touched by his story. About how he was seeking friendship and gets betrayed in teh end. How such a deep, sensitive, caring, artistic person could still maintain that which still makes him what he is, despite all teh tragedy he went through. I weep every time I watch teh last of “Jupiter Jazz” hoping there would be some way to save him in teh end, for him to obtain a little bit of happiness. But, I guess, in teh end, he finally finds it. Well, there it is. What do you all think? Oh, God, Snap......You made me CRY! [It says something, too, that one can get ALL THAT from a "one-shot", almost "minor" character--quality stories are ALWAYS like that!]
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Post by Peanutcat on Nov 17, 2004 15:43:46 GMT -5
Uh, you're gigantified cat is really weirding me out. *hides in teh closet* Sorry! I think I fed him a bit too much! I'll see about putting him on a diet!
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Post by Peanutcat on Nov 17, 2004 15:45:59 GMT -5
Saint-Germain knocked on Wolfwood's door.
"Come in!" said Wolfwood. He looked up from paperwork as Saint-Germain entered. "Oh. What can I do for you?" he asked.
"I need a favor." Saint-Germain said. Here it comes, thought Wolfwood, he's gonna ask something in return for teh money he donated.
"No, it's not about that!" said Saint-Germain, seeing teh wary look on Wolfwood's face. "It's about one of your new residents, Rain Jewlitt."
"Rain? What's teh matter with him?" asked Wolfwood, "He and his young woman, Machika, have been pretty quiet here so far. What's teh problem?"
"Well, I can't give you all teh details, Saint-Germain said, "but Rain just found out that you have an orphanage here. It seems that he used to live in one, and has had a very bad experience there."
Wolfwood sat back. "Well, that's not unusual. Just teh fact that a child ends up in one is traumatic enough. I, myself, know what other bad things can happen there."
"Then you're teh perfect person to help him!" said Saint-Germain, "Why don't you talk to him and show him around?"
"I'll think about it." Wolfwood said, "Send him over sometime and I'll see what I can do."
"I will. And thank you." Saint-Germain left.
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Post by Peanutcat on Nov 17, 2004 16:01:45 GMT -5
Roger and Saint-Germain were going down teh stairs to their basement workshop.
"Did we get that extra space we were needing?" asked Saint-Germain.
"Um, yes." said Roger, "Mr. Wolfwood said we can use teh storeroom next to teh workshop. He said to check it out, as he didn't know if it was empty or not. He gave me teh keys"
"Very well," said Saint-Germain as they reached teh bottom of teh stairs, "Why don't you take a look while I open teh workshop. I'll be with you shortly."
Roger headed over to teh storeroom. He tried to use teh key to open teh door, but was having trouble.Surely he didn't give me teh wrong key! thought Roger. He bent down to take a close look at teh lock. There were scratches all around it. Strange. He turned teh key harder and this time teh lock opened. He reached in around teh door frame, found teh light switch and flipped on teh lights. What he saw make him pause. "Oh dear!" he said.
"What's teh matter?" Saint-Germain said behind him. He leaned over and peered over Roger's shoulder. "Oh dear, indeed!" In teh middle of teh storeroom he saw and elderly man tied up and gagged. teh man did not look happy. They hurried in to untie him.
"Mmmmph! Mmmph!" Shaking his head, teh man indicated something was wrong. Saint-Germain reached over and removed teh gag.
"Don't touch teh wires with your bare hands!" said teh man, "They're mono-filament, high-tensile wires. You'll slice your fingers off! Get something to cut them with."
Roger hurried over to teh workshop and came back with a pair of heavy-duty shears and freed teh man from his bonds.
"Thank you!" said teh man.
"Just who are you and how did you end up here?" asked Saint-Germain, helping teh man to his feet.
"My name's Walter Dolnaise. I'm a retainer for teh Hellsing Organization." said Walter, "As to how I got here, I was sent here to keep an eye on our people here. I took a job as a chef at teh restaurant here. teh other day this blond young lady expressed an interest in me. When I rebuffed her advances, she hit me on teh back of teh head with a frying pan and I woke up here. When I get a hold of that little bitc--" Walter visibly collected himself. "Sir Integra will be angry that I haven't reported in lately."
"Sir Integra?" asked Roger, "I think she just registered here teh other day. She seems to have quite an attitude!" he sniffed.
"Oh dear!" said Walter, "I had better see to her right away! I'll figure out what to do about that blond chit later."
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Post by Hina-chan on Nov 17, 2004 16:28:36 GMT -5
You know, teh art style kinda makes them look like mutants or zombies or something. Seriously. GASP!!! how could you such things bout such be-a-uuuuu-tiful art!!
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Post by Emi-chan on Nov 17, 2004 16:39:23 GMT -5
Roger and Saint-Germain were going down teh stairs to their basement workshop. "Did we get that extra space we were needing?" asked Saint-Germain. "Um, yes." said Roger, "Mr. Wolfwood said we can use teh storeroom next to teh workshop. He said to check it out, as he didn't know if it was empty or not. He gave me teh keys" "Very well," said Saint-Germain as they reached teh bottom of teh stairs, "Why don't you take a look while I open teh workshop. I'll be with you shortly." Roger headed over to teh storeroom. He tried to use teh key to open teh door, but was having trouble. Surely he didn't give me teh wrong key! thought Roger. He bent down to take a close look at teh lock. There were scratches all around it. Strange. He turned teh key harder and this time teh lock opened. He reached in around teh door frame, found teh light switch and flipped on teh lights. What he saw make him pause. "Oh dear!" he said. "What's teh matter?" Saint-Germain said behind him. He leaned over and peered over Roger's shoulder. "Oh dear, indeed!" In teh middle of teh storeroom he saw and elderly man tied up and gagged. teh man did not look happy. They hurried in to untie him. "Mmmmph! Mmmph!" Shaking his head, teh man indicated something was wrong. Saint-Germain reached over and removed teh gag. " Don't touch teh wires with your bare hands!" said teh man, "They're mono-filament, high-tensile wires. You'll slice your fingers off! Get something to cut them with." Roger hurried over to teh workshop and came back with a pair of heavy-duty shears and freed teh man from his bonds. "Thank you!" said teh man. "Just who are you and how did you end up here?" asked Saint-Germain, helping teh man to his feet. "My name's Walter Dolnaise. I'm a retainer for teh Hellsing Organization." said Walter, "As to how I got here, I was sent here to keep an eye on our people here. I took a job as a chef at teh restaurant here. teh other day this blond young lady expressed an interest in me. When I rebuffed her advances, she hit me on teh back of teh head with a frying pan and I woke up here. When I get a hold of that little bitc--" Walter visibly collected himself. "Sir Integra will be angry that I haven't reported in lately." "Sir Integra?" asked Roger, "I think she just registered here teh other day. She seems to have quite an attitude!" he sniffed. "Oh dear!" said Walter, "I had better see to her right away! I'll figure out what to do about that blond chit later." Its like a very twisted game of "where's Waldo."
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 16:41:17 GMT -5
Roger and Saint-Germain were going down teh stairs to their basement workshop. "Did we get that extra space we were needing?" asked Saint-Germain. "Um, yes." said Roger, "Mr. Wolfwood said we can use teh storeroom next to teh workshop. He said to check it out, as he didn't know if it was empty or not. He gave me teh keys" "Very well," said Saint-Germain as they reached teh bottom of teh stairs, "Why don't you take a look while I open teh workshop. I'll be with you shortly." Roger headed over to teh storeroom. He tried to use teh key to open teh door, but was having trouble. Surely he didn't give me teh wrong key! thought Roger. He bent down to take a close look at teh lock. There were scratches all around it. Strange. He turned teh key harder and this time teh lock opened. He reached in around teh door frame, found teh light switch and flipped on teh lights. What he saw make him pause. "Oh dear!" he said. "What's teh matter?" Saint-Germain said behind him. He leaned over and peered over Roger's shoulder. "Oh dear, indeed!" In teh middle of teh storeroom he saw and elderly man tied up and gagged. teh man did not look happy. They hurried in to untie him. "Mmmmph! Mmmph!" Shaking his head, teh man indicated something was wrong. Saint-Germain reached over and removed teh gag. " Don't touch teh wires with your bare hands!" said teh man, "They're mono-filament, high-tensile wires. You'll slice your fingers off! Get something to cut them with." Roger hurried over to teh workshop and came back with a pair of heavy-duty shears and freed teh man from his bonds. "Thank you!" said teh man. "Just who are you and how did you end up here?" asked Saint-Germain, helping teh man to his feet. "My name's Walter Dolnaise. I'm a retainer for teh Hellsing Organization." said Walter, "As to how I got here, I was sent here to keep an eye on our people here. I took a job as a chef at teh restaurant here. teh other day this blond young lady expressed an interest in me. When I rebuffed her advances, she hit me on teh back of teh head with a frying pan and I woke up here. When I get a hold of that little bitc--" Walter visibly collected himself. "Sir Integra will be angry that I haven't reported in lately." "Sir Integra?" asked Roger, "I think she just registered here teh other day. She seems to have quite an attitude!" he sniffed. "Oh dear!" said Walter, "I had better see to her right away! I'll figure out what to do about that blond chit later." Walter found Integra in teh restaurant.......having LUNCH WITH HUNTER D!!?? And, was she ACTUALLY SMILING!!!?? "Oh, Dear...." thought Walter to himself, wondering if she KNEW just WHO D was [Walter had been a bit....."surprised"....HIMSELF when Alucard had mentioned it--well, STUNNED, actually!]-- Then his NEXT thought was, "Has this place GOTTEN to her ALREADY!? She almost NEVER smiles like THAT back Home.....!" Walter walked up to their table, then politely cleared his throat, and Integra looked up, her expression changing to SURPRISE, then concern-- "WALTER! You're BLEEDING!" "Am I...?" he asked, only NOW realizing that some of his wires HAD cut into one arm, in SPITE of his efforts to NOT move at all [he had hardly DARED to BREATHE, in all honestly!] "Oh, Dear, Ms. Integra, it seems I AM!" It was at THIS point that Walter noticed he felt a bit weak--he had't had anything to eat OR drink for teh last 18 hours or two, and teh strain of holding absolutely STILL that whole time was GETTING to him] He swayed a little, and D jumped up, saying, "Here, take my seat--Integra, will you give him some of your water?" Walter found himself seated quickly, and Integra, kneeling beside his chair, was offering him a glass of water [Walter did NOT want to think WHAT might be in D's GLASS right now!] "Thank You, Ms. Integra..." Walter said between sips, appreciating her--and D's--concern, "Perhaps I should get to teh Infirmary before I spoil any appetites?" he said with a wry smile...... "Here," said D, helping teh Butler to stand, "Lean on me--Integra, I'll lead teh way, if you want to follow....." Integra nodded, wondering just WHY a Hotel would have an Infirmary--she had a MILLION questions to ask her Loyal Family Retainer, teh LEAST of which was WHERE teh HELL he had BEEN all this time!--but THAT could wait--right NOW she just wanted to see Walter's wounds cared for........ Was it HER imagination, or did those wounds look like they had been CAUSED by Walter's OWN "weapons"...? To be Continued--
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:05:08 GMT -5
SMART man, is Sanji!
*ACK!* INCOMING!!!!!!!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:09:11 GMT -5
Ya' KNOW, now that Walter's out-a' commission, we rather NEED a cook in teh Restaurant!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:12:59 GMT -5
OKAY, I GOTTA' ask---WHAT'S teh "cook's specialty"......?
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:16:55 GMT -5
Me:*sits near teh pond and throws things into it* Bored bored... chichriri: How can you be bored, noda? You always have something in teh works in that crazy head of yours, noda. Me: *throws a leaf at chichiri* I dunno... but I say its your fault, noda! Chichiri: DAAA?! How is it my fault you're bored, noda? I didn't do anything, noda. Me: *throwing a bunch of leaves at him* I don't know... but I still say it is... simply because your so cute when you're confused, noda. Chichiri: eh heeh... *turns to go inside mumbling in chinese* Well, ya' know what I ALWAYS do for "entertainment".....*hint, hint, nudge, nudge, wink, wink!* Oh, Dannnnyyyyy.........!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:26:42 GMT -5
OK, since you all asked for it (Stampers in particular), I have more Rain pics! I can't help it, he's so cute! This one is from Volume 3, and Machika's been injured in their escape from teh prison ship (plus, it's another hugging one). So cute! Ahh......so touching...... Now that's CUTE! And teh way he's holding her is protecting her from teh full force of teh weather, too--using his larger body to keep her warm...... QUITE "Yummy", in fact! I WANT some o' that "Lovin'"!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:38:28 GMT -5
*giggle* No, nothing happened!! Honestly...DARN! That's TOO "bad"! [Woulda' been a DIFFERENT "story" if I HAD been sharing that bed with HIM!!! Oh, Raaaaaaaaiiiinnnnnn.....!] I AGREE with ya' on BOTH those points! WHAT!? Sorry, I was too busy *DROOLING* ta' listen to ya'! There's a LOT of Anger in that face......and sorrow..... But he's in so much PAIN! Thank ye KINDLY, Snappers! Yeah--famous last words!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Nov 17, 2004 19:48:26 GMT -5
OK, I've been spouting off about teh series, Mars. So, I figure I'd show you a bit of what I was talking about (and a partial reason why i wuv it so much). OK girls, hang on to you hats! This is Rei: Hot, isn't he? Okay! HE'S goin' on me Christmas Wish List, noda! Aw, CRAP! I FORGOT he has a GIRLFRIEND! *Disappointed SIGH!* Well, if you INSIST.........[Pooh!] Yes, INDEEDY! Yep! That's a VERY nice pic! Hey, DON'T apologize, Really!
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